Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! novel Chapter 156

Nanzhi didn’t say a word, but the warmth in her eyes was unmistakable.

She suddenly remembered the winter plum blossom fruits, leaves, and flowers, as well as Xuan Yi’s suitcases.

Nanzhi explained their benefits to him.

Without hesitation, Lin Weihao ate the fruits. A cold sensation spread through his stomach before he sensed his mental power improving slightly.

Lin Weihao then began absorbing the wolf spars.

As for the suitcases, he reluctantly placed them in his space.

On the side, Nanzhi began using the jades to extend her time in the space.

[System received Eight Immortals Imperial Jade. Game Lobby Time increased to 20 minutes.]

[System received Longevity Peach Tree Imperial Jade. Game Lobby Time increased to 15 minutes.]

[System received…]

After absorbing all the jades, Nanzhi’s time increased to a whopping 8 and a half hours!

[Welcome to the Daily Dungeon!]

The Misty Land was shrouded in its usual thick fog, the damp air heavy with silence. Nanzhi moved carefully, a torch in one hand and a thick wooden branch in the other, scanning her surroundings.

Today, she was looking for honey.

Bees weren’t easy to handle, but she had been prepared. Instead of rushing to find a hive, she first needed something crucial—a smoker. If she could calm the bees, harvesting honey would be much safer.

She moved through the mist, searching for the right materials. First, she needed a container. Her eyes landed on a dried-out tree stump with a hollowed center.

She searched for an obsidian stone and made a knife from it. Then, she used the obsidian knife to carefully carve the stump into a rough cylinder, leaving a small hole at the bottom for airflow.

Next, she gathered fuel—dry leaves, pine needles, and bits of rotten wood. These materials would smolder instead of burning, creating thick smoke. She also grabbed a handful of green leaves to control the burn and keep the smoke steady.

For the airflow system, she fashioned a small wooden lid with holes, tying it to the stump with vines so she could lift it easily. Then, she took a few long hollow reeds and poked them through the sides, making a crude spout. This would help her direct the smoke later.

Finally, she struck her flint, lighting the dry leaves inside. Slowly, thick gray smoke curled up from the spout. She waved her hand, testing it—perfect.

Now, it was time to find the honey.

She moved deeper into the mist, listening carefully while leaving marks along the way. A soft, steady buzzing reached her ears. She followed the sound and soon found a large beehive hanging from an ancient, gnarled tree. The honeycomb shimmered with golden nectar, bees swarming busily around it.

[Mist Gold Bees]

The Mist Gold Bees were smaller than typical honeybees, but their golden bodies glimmered in the soft light, almost as if they were part of the mist itself.

Nanzhi lit a few more damp leaves and stuffed them into the smoker, ensuring the smoke stayed strong. Then, she carefully approached the hive, directing the smoke toward the bees. Slowly, their buzzing softened, their movements growing sluggish. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

She wasted no time. Climbing onto a sturdy branch, she used her knife to cut off a small piece of the hive. Warm honey dripped onto her fingers as she secured it in a bucket.

[Mist Gold Honey]

Her gaze landed on the stack of dark brown blocks near the fireplace. At first, she thought they were briquettes for burning, but something was off. The texture was rougher, and the scent was more earthy—like damp soil left to dry.

She crouched and brushed off the dust, revealing the compacted layers beneath.

Just then, a golden prompt appeared in front of her.

[3-star Ancient Bog Peat Discovered]

[Can be used as fuel for concocting. Stronger than wood, burns steadily with mental energy, lasts longer, and enhances potion effects when used in refining.]

So it wasn’t just dried bog—it was a fuel.

But it burns with mental energy?

What does that mean?

She tapped the block, feeling the compact weight of it. It had dried properly but had been sitting here for years, maybe longer. Would it still work?

Only one way to find out.

She glanced around the cottage again. If it had bio-artificer materials, then this place wasn’t just an ordinary home—it might have belonged to a bio-artificer.

Her heart raced.

If that was the case, she hadn’t just found more honey.